She Spins a web so fine,
The Cobs she did twine,
With all of her skill and grace,
Her artistry wins her fame in this place.
In the icy domain of snow,
The Cobs has no fear to show,
Bravely she weaves and wraps up tight,
Forming a shelter for those of night.
No one can match her speed and skill,
Beautiful webs made with great will,
Her delicate touch is oh so light,
Capturing prey day or night.
The Spider's Cob is wise and smart,
It's why she's surviving during each winter's start.
So when the cold comes around again,
A spider's Cobweb will be found till the end!
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